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T3EHOLD the Allerlei! In presenting- this to yon, we wish
-■-' neither to dwell on its faults nor on its merits. These are
for the reader to judge. You will doubtless find many of the
former ; we hope that you may, if you are diligent, discover
the latter. If you find any grinds which strike you as par-
ticularly harsh, remember that "Every knock is a boost," and
smile. It must be remembered that this volume is our first attempt. With the
experience we now have, we might produce a better book, should we try again,
but we kindly resign to 1913.
Our work at last is done. Although our task has at times seemed arduous
we have enjoyed it. We have done our utmost to make this Allerlei the best
ever, and we hope that it may contain something of interest to you.
[ 5 ]
Miss Margaret Rand
To whom we dedicate our Year Book
[ 7 ]
Rev. W. C. Gordon, Ph. D.
Our Honorary Member
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Dr. G. M. Winslow
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Mrs. G. M. Winslow
And Little Lasellites
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Gertrude Tingle y
Mary Starr Utter
See Page 89.
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Guy M. Winslow, Ph.D., Principal
Evelyn J. Winslow, A.B., Asst. Prin.,
Biology, Physics, Chemistry
Lillie R. Potter, Preceptress
Lillian M. Packard, A.B.,
Mary P. WithErbee,
Ethel W. Chapman, Ph.B.,
Jeanne Le Royer,
Jeanne C heron
Assistants in French
Desdemona Louise Heinrich, A.B.,
Margaret Rand, A.B.,
History, Philosophy, Economics
Grace W. Irwin,
Henry W. Godfrey, A.B., M.D.,
Mary Augusta Mullikin
Drawing, Painting, History of Art,
Frances King Dolley,
Director of Household Economics,
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Ethel G. Wooldridge, B.S.,
Cooking, Applied Housekeeping
Martha Ransom Hazelet,
Household Economics, Swimming
Luna K. French, A.B.,
Millicent E. Arnold,
Annie Payson Call,
Blanche C. Martin
Henry M. Dunham,
Director of the Department of Music.
Organ, Harmony, Chorus Singing
Joseph A. Hills,
Louisa F. Parkhurst,
Alice R. Hall,
S. E. Goldstein,
George W. Bemis,
Mary L. Nutt,
Mabel J. W. Mosher,
Nellie M. Warner,
Lois E. Williams,
Capt. Charles A. Ranlett,
Walter R. Amesbury,
Alice M. Hotchkiss
Angeline C. Blaisdell,
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Zhe Senior Class
Gladys Lawton, President.
Ruth Butterworth, Vice-President.
May Martincourt, Secretary.
Helen Sayre, Treasurer.
Elizabeth Brandow, Yell-Master.
Supe, Annie Merrill
Supe, Ruth Bachelder
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Supe, Florence Poston
Supe, Pamela Spargo
Albany, N. Y.
Supe, Winifred Whittlesey
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Supe, Emily Butterworth
Supe, Mary Starr Utter
Supe, Lillian Lane
[ 20 ]
Supe, Ruth Coulter
Sioux City, Iowa
Supe, Clyde Bonebrake
Jamaica Plain, Mass.
Supe, Edith Waller
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Supe, Charline Billington
Supe, Mildred Hall
Supe, Genevieve White
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Supe, Gertrude Tingley
Supe, Ora Hammond
Bayside, L. I., N. Y.
Supe, Hazel Bower
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Supe, Bernice Lincoln
Supe, Mary Goodwillie
Supe, Marjorie Risser
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Supe, Miriam Flynn
Supe, Lillian Beuhner
Atlantic City, N. J.
Supe, Marion Joslin
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Supe, Florence Jones
Washington, D. C.
Supe, Vivian Cooke
Supe, Marion Spelger
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"Speaking of 1911
HE fall of '06 ushered in the Class of 1911, and of this
"prep" period of our existence, but one survives, Nina Dietz,
who contrary to the general law of growth, remains the
tiniest girl in the class. Nina hails from Lincoln, Nebraska
and brings with her, as has been proved in class meetings,
her share of Middle West independence.
The following year brought to us from sunny Mexico, Edna MacDonald,
(spelled M-a-c, if you please), alias "Micky", whose sweater now boasts every
symbol of victory known to Lasell. Edna was president of the Class during its
Sophomore year. The same September gave us Grace Harvey, who despite the
fact that her affections are divided between us and her nearby home in Jamaica
Plain, has in her quick, steadfast way stuck by 1911.
This trio welcomed in '08 six new members ; Beth Brandow, from Albany,
New York, known to all as the prettiest girl in the school, with a character to
match ; Gladys Lawton of Sheffield, Illinois, our beloved Senior president, artist,
and successor to Mrs. Martin(?); Helen Thirkield, of Washington, D. C,
to whom we owe a big vote of thanks for editing an Allerlei so successful that
we were able to enter on our books a good sized sum as its proceeds ; Georgia
Boswell, from Coffeyville, Kansas, who will, we prophesy, some day take a
prize as the ideal home-maker of the Class ; Ruth Butterworth of Marion, In-
diana, Class vice-president and "man of business" ; and last, Marion Ordway
from Vermont's green hills, who as president, piloted us safely through our
strenuous Junior year.
September of 1909 gave us a wealth of material. The famous "Pretzel
Twins" of Reading, Pennsylvania, Edna Kauffman and Alma Dumn, came to
gladden our hearts, while from the western part of the same state, petite May
Martincourt, present Class secretary, arrived wearing her best society air. The
ocean breezes from Atlantic City blew in Marion Shinn, and almost at the
same time we welcomed "Kelly" or "K. K.", less familiar as Katherine Kelly,
of Springfield, Ohio. Duluth, Minnesota, sent us Marie Hibbing whose "nods
and becks and wreathed smiles," bring joy to the multitude ; and from nearby
Waltham came demure, canoedoving Barbara Dennen. At this time, too.
"always cheerful" Margaret Jones found her way from Evanston, Illinois, back
to the Alma Mater of the greater part of the Jones family.
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With this illustrious crew, Lasell 1911 opened its Junior year, and so
attractive did it appear that within four or five weeks, Kathleen Knight, the
poet laureate of the school, joined our ranks. Little did Brockton, Massachu-
setts, realize the budding genius within her gates ! Influenced, no doubt, by
this worthy example, "artistic" Doris Powers of Portland, Maine, transferred
her allegiance to the "black and gold," and hard upon her came three college
"preps", happy-go-lucky, absent-minded Virginia Lee of Bayside, New York;
and "original" Helen Sayre from Flushing, Michigan, who, in the capacity of
Class treasurer, has by her level-headedness brought 1911 through many a
crisis, both financial and otherwise ; and Vera Bradley of Stonington, Con-
necticut, our "baby" Senior. At mid-year, two Chicago' girls, Louise Mayer,
surnamed "The Graceful", and her sister, Frieda, "The Big Hearted" became
This brings us to the beginning of the present year. To our joy
Marguerite Haley of Sioux City, Iowa, survived the strenuous Senior examin-
ations, and was entered upon our roll. Last but far from the least, 1911 gladly
welcomed after Christmas, a second Duluth girl, Eleanor Warner, who had on
account of illness dropped out of 1910's ranks.
Since this is positively our last appearance in an Allerlei, we hope that
we have succeeded in giving the public a favorable impression of this, the
Class of 1911.
"Sufficient unto the year is the glory thereof."
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Zhc flight Before
Sleeping tonight on the guest-room floor
Lie Seniors, thirteen strong.
Sleeping behind a fast-locked door,
They dream the whole night long.
Dream, then tonight, dream, then, tonight
Of your cherished cap and gown.
But oh ! what dreadful caps and gowns
They find in dreamland there !
The sight of awful bright green plaid
Makes every heart despair.
Dreaming, my dears, dreaming, my dears,
Let not a dream dismay.
In dreams the Juniors wait outside
Ready to sack the Hold ;
To capture every cap and gown
With steady hearts and bold.
Courage, my friends ! Courage, my friends !
'Tis naught but a frightful dream.
When morning breaks, they don their gowns,
And march in stern array,
And not a Junior so unkind
As to wish to block their way.
Remember your dreams ! Remember your dreams !
Dreams of the night before.
M. K. Flynn.
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Zbe Junior Class
Mary Starr Utter,
Agnes Adelsdorf — Nashville, Tennessee.
Grace Alexander — Springfield, Massachusetts.
Dorothea Africa — Manchester, New Hampshire.
Ruth Bachelder — Gardiner, Maine.
May Beardsley — Stratford, Connecticut.
Hazel Bower — Poughkeepsie, New York.
Clyde Bonebrake — Topeka, Kansas.
Charline Billington — Pueblo, Colorado.
Lillian Beuhner — Portland, Oregon.
Emily Butterworth — Marion, Indiana.
Rachel Chambers — Williamsport, Pennsylvania.
Vivian Cooke — Newark, New Jersey.
Ruth Coulter — Bridgeport, Connecticut.
Maude Dunlap — New Haven, Connecticut.
Elsie Fies — Birmingham, Alabama.
Miriam Flynn — Millis, Massachusetts.
Mary Goodwillie — Oak Park, Illinois.
Ruth Graham — East Orange, New Jersey.
Mildred Hall — Montgomery Center, Vermont.
Ora Hammond — Rockville, Connecticut.
Elsie Holtzman — Schenectady, New York.
Elsie E. Huebner — Toledo, Ohio.
Florence Jones — Evanston, Illinois.
Marion Joslin — St. Paul, Minnesota.
Lillian Lane — Salt Lake City, Utah.
Charlotte Lesh — Indianapolis, Indiana.
Bernice Lincoln — Taunton, Massachusetts.
Annie Merrill — Enosburg Falls, Vermont.
Carter Hall A
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Ethel Moore — Lynn, Massachusetts.
Esther Morey — Clinton, Indiana.
Nina Marsh — Pipestone, Minnesota.
Victoria Nettel — Manchester, New Hampshire.
Clara Parker — Goffstown, New Hampshire.
Florence Poston — Crawfordsville, Indiana.
Marjorie Risser — Kankakee. Illinois.
Amalia Rosenbaum — Easton, Pennsylvania.
Eleanor Ryan — Columbus, Ohio.
Rosalie Seinsheimer — Cincinnati, Ohio.
Pamela Spargo — Ogrlen, Utah.
Marion Spelger — Seattle. Washington.
Ruth Spindler — Council Bluffs, Iowa.
Gertrude Tinglev — Greenwood, Massachusetts.
Mary Starr Utter — Westerly, Rhode Island.
Edith Waller — St. Joseph, Missouri.
Genevieve White — Oak Park, Illinois.
Winifred Whittlesey — Middletown, Connecticut.
Rosaltha Williams — Cochituate, Massachusetts.
Motto — "Esse quern videri."
Color — Green and Gold.
Flower — Daisy.
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:©? Sbeir 2»ee&s So ©ball HUe Iknow Zbem
Agnes Adelsdorf: Athletic Editor, Dramatic Club, Glee Club.
Patiently waiting in Miss Nutt's room at 9 : 30 every night. For malted
milk, did anyone say?
Charlotte Lesh :
Although she burns her cake we perceive she receives 100 per cent, in her
Emily Butterworth : 3rd Sergeant C.
Studying to be a missionary's wife.
When she isn't going home she's here.
Grace Alexander: 2nd Sergeant A.
Haunting the regions of the practice kitchen — above as well as below.
May Beardsley :
Finding a space on her ever increasing list to add the latest one.
Elsie Fies: Dramatic Club, 1st Sergeant A.
Ballet dancing. Known in class meeting by "I move we lay it on the table."
Ask Miss Shinn for particulars.
Ruth Coulter :
Demonstrating the value of rubber heels to all students.
Talking French so that even Mademoiselle can understand her.
Pamelia Spargo :
Warding off all affectionate admirers by the ever ready cry, "Be careful of
Edith Waller: Joke Editor, Glee Club, Staff Artist, 3rd Sergeant B.
When Edith to Lasell did come,
She claimed she could not draw,
But now behold ! these pictures here,
She made without a flaw.
But beware of hair ornaments and don't forget to wash the dishes, Edo.
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Rosaltha Williams :
Genevieve White : Associate Editor, Dramatic.
Talking, especially in Room 6, Wednesday p. m.
Denying herself a drink of water at each meal according to Mrs. Martin's
directions for beautifying.
Florence Poston : Joke Editor, Glee Club, Dramatic, President of Missionary
Giggling, giggling, giggling.
Elsie Holtzman :
Demonstrating the use of hair growers.
FIazel Bower: Staff Artist, Art Club, Dramatic Club.
Spending her Mondays away from Lasell.
"Busy as a bee and quiet as a mouse."
Nina Marsh :
"Saying little, doing much."
Miriam Flynn : Class President, Glee Club, Dramatic Club, Captain Co. A.
Stamping foot on floor, "Girls, will you be still!"
Mary Goodwillie: Glee Club, Dramatic, Class Sentinel.
'Trying to make us think she is smart because she has a "soft spot" on the
top of her head.
Charline Billington : 2nd Sergeant B.
The star of the French play ! ! Although famous in center-ball no one can
question Charline's probability of becoming the prima donna of Lasell.
Lillian Lane: Dramatic Club.
"Axcuse me goat. I do not know just what to say of this most attractive
Clyde Bonebrake : Dramatic Club.
Always ready for Boston.
Florence Jones : Subscription Agent.
Making journeys to the scales three times a day. We wonder if she is try-
ing to get the position of fat lady in the circus next year.
Mildred Hall: Editor-in-Chief, Yell Master, Adjutant, Secretary A. A. As-
sociation, Editor Leaves, Student Council.
Seen daily hurrying toward Miss Potter's room with huge bundles and
sheets of manuscript. Did anyone say it was easy to be Editor-in-Chief
of the Allerlei?
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Marion Spelger: Subscription Agent.
Playing center ball is Alar ion's greatest accomplishment but she has many
others — behold her curls!
Trying to become the rival of Mischa-Elman.
Gertrude Tingley : Associate Editor, Glee Club, Dramatic Club.
Singing often selections from Grand Opera, but once in a while a little
snatch of light opera such as, "Has Anyone Here Seen Kelly?"
Getting ahead of everyone else in sewing class. We wonder why, Elsie?
Bernice Lincoln : Glee Club.
Playing center ball? No! not exactly that.
Ester Morey : Assistant Business Manager.
Shining brightly, oh ! so lightly ; one of the history stars !
Clara Parker: Business Manager.
Managing affairs in such a way that, "Voila!" this Allerlei the best in the
history of Lasell.
Eleanor Ryan :
'Til upside down turns this old world
And topsy-turvey is the sea,
Then, oh then, but not 'til then,
Can she without her lessons be.
Assisting Miss Irwin in keeping order in that corridor.
Amalia Rosenbaum :
She sleeps ! my lady sleeps !
Advertising Agents :
Mary Starr Utter : Vice-President, Student Council.
Annie Merrill: Class Treasurer, President of Leaves, 1st Sergeant C.
(Entering the office of a large department store in Boston, each coughing
and nervously clutching the other, then gasping to the stern looking ad-
vertising manager) : "We are about to issue the Allerlei, the year book
of Lasell, and we would be very pleased if you would favor us with an
(Manager interrupting coldly) : "We do no advertising here."
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Making- an appearance in the dining room balcony at 7 :40 each morning.
Rachel Chambers : Assistant Business Manager.
Known far and wide for her center-guarding. (But even if Rachel didn't
have this to distinguish her, who could ever forget the fat lady in the
Vivian Cooke: Glee Club.
Thrilling her hearers at all times of day with tales of the wonderful ad-
ventures of "Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show."
Marion Joslin : Class Secretary, Assistant Editor, Subscription Agent of
Laughing when "Everything goes dead wrong," 'specially in Pa Hooligan's
Ruth Graham : Glee Club, Dramatic, Social Editor.
Entertaining callers Monday afternoon. (Ruth, I thought you had a lim-
ited calling list!)
Victoria Nettle :
Easily becoming by her brilliant works the authoress of 1912.
Ora Hammond: Subscription Agent.
Her frequent visits to the florists make us wish to advise her to marry one
of such a profession in order to save her money.
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Zbc Sophomore Class
Beatrice Hirsch field
1. Entirely unnecessary.
2. Why not use dictionary
once in a while?
4. Not clear.
5. Meaning the Juniors of
6. "Announced," more refined
7. Will probably be.
8. Wrong point of view.
9. Why repeat Sophomores so
many, many times. Are they
so extremely important?
* Superfluous adjectives in
Title should always be underlined.
THE HTSTORY OF THE SOPHOMORE CLASS.
To one who is unacquainted with the annals of the various classes, it
may seem strange that ever since they have been written, the Sophomore
class has been (aimed at by) its rival classes (as) a target for all manner
of sport, but to one who knows the ( stuff ) the Sophomores are made of
the fact may occur that this (seeming derision is somewhat akin to a story
about a fox and some grapes.) The youthful Freshmen hold high their
heads with a secret joyful expectancy for the day when they shall bear the
name of Sophomores, while their Junior sisters only attempt to ridicule
them when they find that (they) are not to be outwitted as easily as was
Our Sophomore class of 1913 is no exception to the rule. One of the
first events of our joyous career was on the night we serenaded and
(yelled) our officers to the Seniors. If you ask the Juniors who first
reached the goal, their answer (may be probably,) "The Juniors!", but in
the bottom of their hearts, they truly know, though even now they will
not admit it, that it was the ( happy Sophomores who were first heard)
by our dear Seniors.
In the first part of the month of October, we were one Saturday even-
ing all entertained at a delightful chafing dish party given (the Sopho-
* — - —
mores ) by the Seniors at Pickard House, and surely every Sophomore
still has a happy memory of that gay evening which our hostesses made
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10. Not needed. Do not All up [
space with unnecessary words. I
12. Tour subjects are con-
13. Good adjective.
14. When did you And this
15. A little more exaggeration
and you would certainly have
had a civil war.
16. "Terrified," better word
here. Look up rules for end-
17. Not necessary.
IS. Written with great eclat,
Miss X. Y. Z.
19. "Sometime," when refer-
ring to indefinite time.
20. "Looking towards highest
a Always excellent plan to
punctuate when yon linve
so enjoyable to us. (We have already expressed to our Sister Class our
appreciation of their early hospitality (to the Sophomores,) and we again
take this opportunity of thanking them. )
There may be left yet in the minds of some of the Juniors some slight
recollection of an occurrence in which they were made more aware than
formerly, of the existence of the Sophomore Class. After (they ) discov-
ered that quite a number of the costumes to be worn at their party for
the Seniors had mysteriously disappeared, the members of the Sophomore
class began to receive unwonted attention from the Juniors. Their every
movement was watched with greatest care, and the (untiring ) Juniors
kept sentinels on guard the greater part of the night before their party.
The Sophomores led them such a very merry dance that they felt them-
selves (obliged to guard their costumes on the room of one of the
Faculty.) [Alas! on that eventful night the expectant Juniors, then fully
armed against further outbreaks from the (terrifying) Sophomores, must
have met with disappointment when they found themselves (left ) uti-
molested,] (but it was thought best to have compassion on them, as well
as on the Faculty, who might become weary of offering aid. )
Thus far, our career as Sophomores has been a happy and a joyful
2 keep 1
one, (and so we intend to (make.) it, ) (as the life of all true Sophomores
is.) We have mounted and left behind us two steps in the Ladder to
Success; on the third we now stand with a firm tread; to the fourth we
hope to (soon) ascend: our eyes are (resting upon the top,) and until
that (-tap-) is reached^ we will not cease to climb.
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Zhe jFresbman Class
Zhe Jresbman Class
N spite of the vain attempts of the
Sophomores to break up the meeting,
the Class of 1914 was duly organized
on Wednesday evening, September
the twenty-sixth. Although a few
Freshmen were detained by no doubt
well-meaning members of 1913, enough gathered,
under the protection of four brave Juniors, to organ-
ize and elect officers. After some discussion, it was
decided that the colors of this distinguished organ-
ization should be red and white, and the emblem, red
and white roses. The Freshmen are rather few in
number, but they make their presence felt in a great
many ways, and, after all, that is one of the neces-
sities in the life of a loyal and inspiring class.
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Florence Ad aline Porter
E. I. Le Bonte
Axie Van Deusen
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Zbc Special Class
hortense go wing
Mary Louise Thompson
Mildred Wester velt
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H Junior's Xine a 2Da£
Sept. 20. — Arrived at Auburndale ; — unchanged, except for the absence of the
yellow house on the corner. Surprised not to see more old girls
back — oodles of new.
21. — Great longing for mail. Usual orchestra for dinner and dance in gym.
22. — Classifications ! Question, to be or not be a Junior. Launch riding
on the Charles.
23. — Didn't hear bell, so therefore no breakfast. Class meeting and yelling
of officers. Took two new girls walking.
24. — All busy arranging unfixable schedules. Assignment of tables. Frolic
25. — Went to the Congregational church. Wrote letters.
26. — A serenade? Yes, but only by girls — old to new.
27. — Memorable for a double serenade — question, who got there first,
Juniors or Sophs?
28. — Walked over to West Newton. Leaves meeting at which officers
29. — Deaconess' Motor Fete Day. English Tea Room on campus. Great
scramble for autos, disappointments and breakdowns.
30. — Went over to Pickard House. Walking with one of the new girls.
Lecture by Dr. Vincent.
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Oct. 1. — The old girls dance to the new.
2. — Church as usual. After vespers twelve of us went into the Rescue
Mission. Very interesting.
3. — Got up early and cleaned room. Couldn't go to town because "I was
broke" — great disappointment.
5.— Up at 5.30 to study.
6, — Recital by Mr. Wilhelm Heinrich. "Rosa, Rosa" again made a hit
11. — Too busy to write in my diary. H. E. test. Glee Club trials.
12. — English test. Organ recital by Professor Dunham.
13. — Columbus Day but no holiday for us. Lecture by Dr. Leon Vincent
on "Robert Louis Stevenson."
15. — The Juniors in our hall celebrated by having their Seniors stay all
night. Great fun — great eats — little sleep. For information apply
to Miss Warner.
16.— "Visited" Methodist Church. Slept at Pickard.
17. — Annual ( ?) cleaning. Tea in Brookline with an old girl.
20. — Autoing in the school car in p. m. Lecture by Dr. Vincent on
21. — Walking in p.m. Studied until 11.45. Am getting used to it now.
22. — -Went to Fletcher's. Missionary talk by Miss Adams. "Fortune
Hunter" in the evening. Miss Warner treated to hot chocolate when
we returned, and oh so good.
23. — Same as last Sunday — church and letters.
24. — All day in town.
26. — Studied all day— made up English.
27. — Music periods at last established. Lecture bv Dr. Powers.
28. — Waltham in p. m. Took dinner at the Woodland Park hotel.
29. — Autoing all p. m» Tire blew up. Hallowe'en celebration — weird
assembly of brooms, pumpkins, babies, and witches.
30. — Church, vespers at 3, Congo, church in evening to hear quartette from
31. — Cleaned all morning. Reioiced at sight of a birthday box which my
Nov. 1. — Watched practice of basket ball teams on campus. No signs of
winter as yet.
2. — Survived through the day so am good for another week.
3. — Lecture on "Colors" by Mr. H. T. Bailey. We poor mortals who have
both brown eyes and hair! What shall we wear?
7. — Pouring dismal rain so I sewed all p. m.
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8.— H. E. until 3 p. m. Made biscuits with fairly good success.
9. — Taught history class for Miss Rand as she was ill.
10. — Lecture by Harold Baines on "Our Wild Neighbors." Splendid!
12. — Military Drill began. Class meetings at every turn. Slept at Pickard.
13. — Congo. Church. Topic at vespers, "Watch."
14. — Waltham in morning with room-mate. Studied English in p. m.
15. — Helped make programmes. Reception in Brookline in p. m.
16. — Class meetings, rehearsals, more programmes.
17. — No lecture, thank goodness! Working incessantly on party.
18. — Nine costumes gone but six found in a Soph's, trunk. Five of us
worked until 12.45 on the ballet costume.
19. — All Juniors pop-eyed. Party a success. Seniors dressed as lassies
and we Juniors as boys in overalls.
20. — Usual Sunday.
21. — Went to Denison House in P.M. with Mdle. Leland Powers re-
cited "The Prince."
22. — Busy writing a history paper.
23.- — Left for N. H. on the 11.32. Thanksgiving vacation.
28. — Reached Auburn dale in P. M. Hard to buckle down to work again
after such a nice vacation.
Dec. 1. — H. T. Bailey lectured on "Beauty of Form in Common Things."
2. — Finished my Xmas shopping. German Play by the Senior German
3. — Room-mate gone to Worcester for week-end. Terribly lonesome.
4. — Senorita Marcella spoke at Vespers.
5. — Called in Brookline. Leaves out once more.
7. — In practice kitchen in capacity of dinner cook. Have cut my finger
already. Christmas Concert.
8. — Burnt my fingers. Nearly bunged up from H. E. Went to bed
instead of to lecture by Dr. Powers.
9. — Rehearsal of Mother Goose Play. Everyone weighed in the gym.
10. — Sewed and packed. Mending up things before going home.
11. — Christmas Vespers by Glee Club.
12. — Xmas celebration in dining-room at dinner. Mother Goose Play
13. — Bought my ticket for home and packed.
14. — -Left on the popular 2 o'clock Lake Shore. No place like home
when it comes to Christinas vacation.
Jan. 5. — Reached Auburndale at 1 A. M. No luncheons after midnight so
after registering we retired.
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6. — Got up at 10 o'clock. Am at Miss Rand's table this term.
7. — Annual auction of those valuable magazines. Walking in the after-
8. — First attempt of the year at getting up for Sunday breakfast.
Orange marmalade ! ! !
9. — Nearly gave up the Allerlei in Class meeting. "While there's life.
10. — Practice kitchen once more — pastry cook this week.
11. — Seniors came to dinner with their Class pins. Big scare among
Juniors. New president led C. E. meeting.
12. — Mrs. Martin gave, "If I were King." White gown and red roses.
Reproduction in Carter Hall afterwards.
13. — Allerlei voting contest in afternoon. Counted votes until 9:30.
14._Saw David Warfield in "The Return of Peter Grimm." Tears!
15. — Breakfast in practice kitchen. Church. Dr. Clark preached the
sermon. Room-mate ill.
18. — Regular Junior Class meeting!!!!
19. — Lecture on Paul L. Dunbar by Mr. Pearson. Wonderful! Mrs.
Martin was lost in admiration.
23. — Juniors received invitations from Seniors for Feb. 4th. Great curi-
24. — Seniors came to breakfast in caps and gowns. We wonder why
they didn't do it at night.
26. — We Juniors decorated a table for the Seniors. Seniors in prac-
tice kitchen, some worried.
27. — Student council began. I am on the scrub team.
28. — Specials went on hay-ride, Sophs had fudge party, Seniors had a
spread, we Juniors do nothing but work.
29.— Church. Wrote letters all P. M. Vespers, "The Fruits of the
30. — Wrote up this diary so was kept rather busy.
31. — Sick with the grippe, so not much doing.
Feb. 4. — Dressed for Senior party. Flowers from my Senior, just dear.
Dandy time at the party. Concert fine.
5. — Church and letters once more.
6. — Went over to Waltham in the afternoon.
7. — Fierce snow-storm. Prayer meeting with my Senior. Sent to
study hall for not keeping practice periods.
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8. — Practiced overtime. More snow — good outlook for White Mt. trip.
9. — Worked all morning. Made up practice period. Packed in the
10. — Up beastly early. Party of 38 with Miss Warner as chaperone left
Auburndale at 7 : 39 for Interdale.
13. — Nearly dead — so stiff and lame from snow shoeing, tobogganing and
skiing. I could hardly wiggle — too tired to study.
14. — Valentine's day. Tables looked real nice. Flowers from my room-
15. — Studied English, then flunked a test. Trigonometry began. Washed
16. — Studied and practiced. Riding in the school sleigh. Lecture on "Pho-
tography" by Mr. Henry T. Bailey.
18. — Specials beat us in a game of centre-ball. Fudge party.
19. — Two women spoke at church — Increase of Negroes.
20. — Went to Brookline for luncheon. Bought a new lavender kimono.
Made up "White Mt. English."
21. — Made up another English lesson. Allerlei pictures taken. Why so
many peter thompson's ?
22. — Washington's birthday. Worked all morning. Dressed in grand-
mother's black silk dress. All the girls looked dear. Orchestra and
23. — A party went to see Isadore Duncan. Couldn't afford so much fri-
volity this month.
25. — Juniors beat Specials in Center Ball. Great excitement.
26. — Day of Prayer. Camp Fire in gym.
March 1. — Allowance came — Oh joy! Orphean Concert.
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In tbe Make of tbe Clown
HE big lot lies dark and barren, veiled in the grey mists and
silence of the early morning. The eastern sky grows gradually
lighter ; the sun rises slowly, large and red, betokening a
long, hot day. Suddenly the silence is broken by the sound
of horses' hoois and creaking of wheels, and a large, bright
red wagon lumbers over the top of the hill. It is followed by
others, yellow, blue and white, all making a brilliant procession. Hurrah! The
Circus is here once more !
Within the hour that follows the lot is transformed from a peaceful spot
into a centre of chaotic hubbub. Tbe air resounds with the hoarse shouts of
men, the shrill cries of the excited and energetic youngsters, the thud of the
sledge-hammers, the stamping of horses, the rumble of heavy wagons, the
clatter of dishes, and the roars of the strange wild animals of the menagerie. A
delightful, elusive odor, "the smell of the saw-dust," is in the air ; and as if by
magic, a miniature city of white tents has risen from the earth.
By now the performers are upon the scene and the dressing room tents are
subjects of curiositv to the inquisitive crowds. A tall, handsome young fel 1 ow
elbows his way to the door of the tent, disappears within it and hurries to the
mail box. A look of disappointment crosses his face ; he frowns with anxiety,
for no letter awaits him. "Surely mother can't be ill," he says to himself, trying
bravely to fight down the unpleasant thoughts that rush to his mind. However,
he cannot linger ; it is late, and he hurries away to dress for the performance.
The band strikes up a gay medley and Slivers, the famous clown, emerges
from the dressing room, a ludicrous figure in his fool's costume. As he crosses
to the big top, he is pointed out to a messenger boy who overtakes him and
delivers a telegram. Hurriedly tearing open the ominous yellow missive he
Your mother died this a. m. Wire funeral expenses.
Reeling as if struck by an unseen hand, the clown turns back to the dressing
room, but hearing his name called in the harsh tones of the ring-master, he
steadies himself and again starts for the arena. A shout of delighted laughter
rises at his entrance, and with the painted face and leering red mouth concealing
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the pain-drawn face beneath, he amuses those thousands of pleasure seekers with
his meaning-less antics.
The performance is over, and after the early supper, the inhabitants of this
restless little world enjoy a brief respite from their strenuous efforts to entertain
the fickle public. As dusk falls, one by one the tents burst forth into a blaze of
light. Torches gleam here and there and everywhere. Already the cook tent
has been torn down and packed away in the great wagons, which have again
begun their rambling journey. A breath of surprise sweeps over you as you
leave the big top, for gone are the many tents. The huge ghost-like canvas is
soon empty and comes crashing to the earth. In the twinkling of the eye it too
is packed away, and once more Night comes into her own. The great field lies
vacant, wrapped in the star-lit silence, and in the distance flickers the tiny, red
lantern of the last fast-disappearing wagon.
Vivian Kittie Cooke.
H Sab Uale
iNCE there was a famous "Knight," "Kelly" by name, who went
out to seek his fortune. He traveled long and wearily and at
length came to the court of a renowned king. This court was
called "Martincourt" and many battles waged here. At "Mar-
tincourt" the "Knight" was sadly defeated and met his "Dumn."
He did not like the idea of fighting so many battles and decided
to become a "Mayer" because he could "Bos (the job) well."
One morning he walked across the "Lee" to the grocery store, and seeing
some butter he asked the groceryman, "How much is 'Butterworth,' and what is
the name of the 'Brand-oh' ?". The grocery man only coughed and said
"Nin(a)." Hearing this, the good "Knight" cried out, " 'Kauffman,' cough,
'Or(d)way' it, else I will hit your 'Shinn.' Dont 'Sayre' don't know." The
groceryman only said, "Just you give me a moment's 'Grace.' ' Just then the
groceryman saw something terrible and cried out, "My wife! I must 'Warner'!"
"Haley's" comet summoning up all its "Powers" shot down upon them, thus
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Miss Helen Goodrich, Directress
Miriam Flynn, Assistant Directress
Marion Ordway, Accompanist
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Gbe Xasell (Slee Club
HE Glee Club consists of twenty-one girls, who have been
chosen from those who tried for the Club at the beginning of the
year. This trial was before Miss Goodrich, the Director, and
the old Glee Club girls, the candidates having to be approved
by both. Work begins with an hour's practice twice a week,
but when concert time draws near, rehearsals come often.
Each member is entitled to a pin which is very attractive, being a small gold
clef with "L. G. C." raised on one side. The first public appearance of the
Club is at Christmas Vespers, when they assist in the service held in the gym-
nasium by giving several appropriate selections. The Spring Concert is the
great social event of the school year and usually takes place the last of May.
All welcome this day with great enthusiasm, and many invite friends to see
and hear Lasell at its best. We are looking forward to the concert this year
with much pleasure, for with the splendid work that the Glee Club is doing
it cannot fail to be successful.
Zhe ©rpbean Club
XE of the most interesting and instructive societies in school
is the Orphean Club, which is composed of about fifty of our
singers. They have weekly rehearsals conducted by Professor
Henry M. Dunham, under whose competent training two con-
certs are given each year. Xot only is it enjoyable to meet
for these musical afternoons, but the members learn much
about music, and receive valuable help for future chorus-singing.
This year, the cantatas, "The Song of the Norns," and "The Fisher-Maid-
ens", were finely rendered by the Club, and were greatly enjoyed by the school
and its friends.
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Assistant Stage Manager
Mildred Wester velt
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Zhc Dramatic Club
^RIGINALLY the Dramatic Club was formed for the purpose
of cultivating" the histrionic ability among Mrs. Martin's pri-
vate pupils. It soon was decided to allow any member of the
school "to try for the club." Shortly after school opens in
September the old Dramatic Club girls meet to hear the new
aspirants recite, some candidates being accepted at once, while
others are given a second trial. It is thought desirable to keep the number
of members between thirty and forty, and the new members are chosen with a
view to their fitness for certain plays to be given later on in the year. The
badge of the Club is a gold pin the form of a masque with a pearl in the
Until this year two plays have been given, one light, short and usually
modern, the other a more formal and classic presentation. To the latter, guests
of the school are invited.
' 1 i*5$W™^u
HE Lasell Missionary Society was founded about 1887, and
has become quite flourishing. It raises yearly, by means of
individual pledges and a lawn festival, three hundred and fifty
dollars, in round numbers, which sum is divided among a num-
ber of home and foreign missions. The students, with the
help of the teachers, decide where this money shall go. It is
customary to send twenty dollars each year to a little day school in Moradabad,
India. This pays all expenses of the school, including the teacher's salary. We also
always help from one to three girls in Harpoot, Turkey, and a little girl in India
who takes our name, Lasell. We have supported two such girls, Julia Lasell
and Caroline Lasell, until their marriage, and we now have another Caroline.
Besides these, funds are usually sent to the Euphrates College, to the Floating
Hospital in Boston, the Deaconesses' Fresh Air Fund, Claflin University, the
Frances E. Willard Settlement in Boston, the International Institute for Girls
in Spain, Mrs. ChappeH's work in Japan, and many other institutions. Every
third Sunday each month, representatives of some missionary field talk to us at
vespers. These talks have aroused so much interest among us that we look
forward to one of the best years for the Society.
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Zhc Suffragette Society
WO minutes to nine" — doors are opened, and suppressed
laughter and talking is audible all along the corridor. Heads
are slipped out, and then as quickly and silently taken in again.
Finally the peals of the bell, which has so many pleasant and
unpleasant meanings to all, bring, in a fraction of a second, to
the once quiet hall a throng of the strangest looking person-
One thought oneself to be in a civilized girls' school, but the sight that
greets one's eyes at this time would rather indicate one to be enclosed between
walls of a lunatic asylum ! The company forms in couples and headed by a
weird banner bearer, wends its way to the gymnasium, to the tune of "March-
ing Through Georgia." The Suffragettes, for such they are, sing their praises
and extol their cause. Fiery speeches and hot debates entertain the onlookers,
who by the way, number nearly a hundred (?), for twenty minutes. Then
with uniformity unexcelled by orders of the opposite sex, the body adjourns.
The influence which this small company has exerted is far-reaching, and stands
as an ideal example to all Suffragettes.
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Oh, be sure we shall all think of gym,
When old age has made youthful eyes dim ;
We'll remember the days
Which have filled us with grace,
And have made us good looking and slim.
The worst thing of all is the horse!
This we hit on the top with great force
When we spring, and we land
Now and then on a hand.
With a groan. So we like it, of course.
'Tis the games that we love best of all,
Tho' at times we have many a fall.
"Three deep" is such fun.
How we laugh ! How we run !
And I musn't leave out basket-ball.
In the midst of the winter so gay,
When the ice has come hither to stay,
On the river we skate — ■
Girls, isn't it great !
How we do hate the close of the day !
But in springtime when Nature's so bright,
When the pleasures of May are in sight,
We know it is true
That 'tis time to canoe,
And where there's a boat there's delight.
Of course there is this dreadful pest,
One must pass the much hated "strength test,"
But when that is done,
And the crew you are on,
Just consider that you are twice blest.
Remember the day of the race ?
You feel that 'tis you sets the pace.
You are bending down low
When Miss Warner savs "Go !"
And your crew comes in first by an ace.
So come one and come all, with vour cry
"We'll be loyal forever, and high
Shall our standard be raised,
And our energy praised,
And we'll go you one better some dav."
Agnes Adelsdorf, 1912.
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Zhe Xasell Htblettc Bssoclation
[N association of which Lasell is justly proud, is the Lasell
Athletic Association. It was organized in nineteen hundred
and six, and its purpose is to encourage the girls in the various
sports, such as Tennis, Basket Ball, Swimming, Canoeing, and
in the spring, Track Work. These different Athletics tend to
make a girl more graceful of movement and what is more im-
portant, to relieve her mind of work, and give her the exercise which is neces-
sary to good, hard study.
In order to take part in the Tennis Tournaments which occur during the
year, or to be a member of the Crew, one must belong to the Association. Of
all the sports, the Canoe Race is one of the most exciting of the year. Last year
there were two crews, and the close race between them, lasting four minutes
and forty-five seconds, was highly exciting. How hard the crews do work!
And how happy are the girls who win the race, and smilingly receive their "L"
In the spring, the track affords great enjoyment, but last year, for some
reason, it was dispensed with. We hope, however, that this year we shall
be allowed to have a good field, and if we are, we may look forward to some
exciting high jumps and relays. The winners in events of Field Day are each
presented with a beautiful white sweater with her class numerals, or horizontal
bars in case this is a second victory.
The Association is very satisfactory this year, with Edna MacDonald as
President, and Mildred Hall as Secretary. May Lasell always be proud of
her Athletics !
Agnes P. x\delsdorf.
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Annie Merrill, '12
Vera Bradley, '11
Helen Sayre, '11
Gladys Lawton, '11
Mildred Hall, '12
Ruth Butterworth, '11
Helen Thirkield, '11
Kathleen Knight, '11
Marion Joslin, '12
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Major, Edna MacDonald
Adjutant, Mildred Hall
Captain Co. A., Miriam Flynn
Captain Co. B., Elizabeth Brandow
Captain Co. C, Gladys Lawton
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A NATURE STUDY
Mart or ie Read
Mary Louise Thompson
Sigma Sigma Society
' | A HE Sigma Sigma Society exists for the benefit of the art stu-
dents. There are at present about twelve girls belonging, most
of them having joined this year under circumstances which
secured their everlasting loyalty and love for the society, if
it be true that we love a thing in the same proportion as we
suffer for it.
The object of the society is not only to obtain the best possible work from
the members, but also to promote their interest and enjoyment in it. There is
a comradeship among the girls which incites them to give their best and most
careful attention to the subjects in hand, and lends a pleasant rivalry to their
The work of the studio is broken now and then by trips into various Art
Exhibits in Boston, and these exhibits, explained as they are by Miss Mulliken,
the teacher, are great incentives for work. Besides these trips, in the Spring,
there is usually a week-end spent in some little village or at the shore. This
is anticipated for weeks beforehand and afterward looked back upon with noth-
ing but pleasure Taken altogether it is a Society which Lasell could not well
get on without.
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HE Christian Endeavor Society of Lasell was organized in 1889
by Dr. Francis E. Clark, the father of this world-wide movement,
and has always been under his loving guidance and care. We
are especially favored in this way, for his home is in Auburn-
dale, but a short walk from the school, thus tending to make
us even the more interested in this great leader and his work.
Our meetings have been exceptionally well attended this year and have always
proved very helpful to the girls. They are usually led by the students, but
occasionally by some well-known Christian Endeavorer from Boston or abroad.
H, B, C'8 of Xasell
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Ht tbe Sign of tbe Stoma fl>si
*HE big dining room of the Alpha Chapter of the Sigma Psi
iraternity was a scene of noisy festivity. The long "T" shaped
table was resplendent with snowy linen and gleaming silver and
giass. A huge mound of daltodiis arranged in the shape of the
Iraternity pin tormed the centre-piece oi the table. Garlands
ot deep green leaves and golden liowers decorated the walls of
the room and behind a bank of hot-house greenery, an orchestra played the
popular music of the day to the accompaniment of clicking glass ana the Jingle
ot silver upon china.
This was the annual dinner which was given to the new members, a chosen
few from the Freshman Class of Wolderness College. The Sigma Psi fraternity
was one of the oldest fraternities in the country, and to be invited to join it was
no small honor. Its code was simple but honest, and more than one college man
who had wished to join it had been found wanting. Perhaps some petty weak-
ness or dishonesty of character had cropped out during his college course, which
had not been overcome, and so he was quietly and decisively turned down.
Gathered around the table were men both young and old. Only one chair
was vacant. The president of the fraternity, a white-haired man sat at the head
of the table, and on either side of him were other high officers. It was easy to
distinguish the older members with their cool and collected manner from the
nervous boyish newcomers. As the dinner progressed, however, everyone was
put at his ease. Reminiscences and stories were in order and laughter grew
more and more frequent. Finally the president arose and motioned for silence.
Looking in the direction of the new members he said quietly: "Boys, tonight we
have with us seven newcomers ; may they be welcome and prove a benefit to the
fraternity. Always be upright and straightforward. Don't make friendships in
the dark. Know your man and if he is to be your friend, stick to him and be
his friend. There is only one of our members absent and that is Gordon. Most
of you know him. For three years he was president of this chapter and proved
himself to be one of the finest men in the fraternity. From several reliant sources
I have heard he has recently met with adversity. Perhaps that explains
his absence. Thank you for your attention, boys, and always remember the prin-
ciples of the Sigma Psi." He bowed slightly and sat down.
After the applause had subsided an uncomfortable silence settled down upon
the company. Most of the men did know Gordon, but he was by no means
popular. Indeed a few of the Sigma Psi men wondered how he had ever be-
come a member of the fraternity. Gordon had entered Wolderness eight years
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before and had made a record in his studies and in athletics. He was a big man
with a pride which almost bordered on insolence. Something about him sug-
gested the far South, manifest in the dark, growing skin, the broad, soft toned
voice and the lithe, sinewy body. Always impassive and indifferent, the other
men often found it hard to read the thoughts hovering behind his quiet grey
eyes. He was always quick to overlook a fault in others, but quicker to avenge
an insult. 'those fortunate iew who understood him were proud to Know him and
tried to De like him, and the president of the Sigma Psi fraternity knew the real
man. He admired Gordon's tenacity of pup-rose and resoluteness of will and
had been glad to welcome him into the fraternity.
The toast-master arose and broke the silence, "I call upon Mr. Lorimer for
a toast." Lorimer flushed and a bit confused arose. "Here's to the new mem-
bers; may they always be proud to be Sigma Psi men and good American
citizens." Other toasts were given and drunk, and Billy Wentworth, the new
president of the Alpha Chapter, listened with delighted satisfaction. Ever since
he could remember he had longed to be a Sigma Psi man as his father had been
before him. Half shyly he glanced down on the tiny patch of gold shining
against the black of his coat. He was aroused by the sound of his name; they
were drinking a toast to him, for he was to start on a long journey West in the
morning, where he was the owner of the recently purchased Crescent Star ranch.
Surprised and embarrassed, he managed to make a suitable reply. Yes, he would
prove worthy of this new honor, he would make good in his new enterprise
in the West.
For the last toast the president of the fraternity was called upon. Slowly
he glanced from each radiant face as though to read their innermost thoughts.
"Here's to all the members, present and absent, and always remember, boys,
we're all brothers as long as we wear the Sigma Psi pin." The toast was drunk
and with flushed cheeks and shining eyes the men sang "Auld Lang Syne."
It was six months later and the summer ushered in a season of intense heat
and drought. Each morning the great bronze disk of the sun rose from the
East and made its way slowly across the cloudless path of the sky. Rain had
not fallen for weeks, and more than one helpless ranchman had seen his cattle
die off in numbers for want of water.
About four miles west of the Crescent Star ranch-house, a tiny cabin stood
alone, away from all the big ranch houses, like a maverick which has strayed
from the herd.
One evening late in the summer a man might have been seen standing in
the doorway of this cabin. He was leaning carelessly against the sill, his hands
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thrust deep in his pockets and his broad-brimmed felt hat pulled low over his
eyes. Something in the attitude of the man suggested dejection mingled with
sullen indifference. He w T as aroused from his contemplation of the tiny spirals
of smoke, scarcely perceptible in the distance, arising from the chimneys of
Wentworth's house, by a voice, babyish and wonderfully sweet.
Gordon turned and crossed the room to the bunk. On it lay a little chap,
scarcely four years old, with big blue eyes and a mass of tumbled curls. So
exquisite was the child's face, with its long fringed eyelids, its short straight
nose and soft red lips, that it might have been a face on a rare old cameo.
"Well, son," Gordon sat down on the edge of the bed and smoothed the curls
from the white forehead, "how's the pain tonight?"
The child smiled bravely, then winced. It's awful tonight, daddy, but I'll
try to sing myself to sleep. I'm so dry inside, daddy, I think I'll burn up. If I
could only have a drink, just a wee one, my froat is so dry."
Gordon rose, and taking a cracked cup from the table poured some water
into it. It was the last they had and he was wretchedly thirsty himself, but Ted
should have it. He brought it back to the bed and held it to the child's lips.
With a suppressed groan of pain the little fellow raised himself on his elbow
and drank greedily. As Gordon watched him, his heart sank within him. He
could fool himself no longer, Ted was steadily growing worse. The hands that
held the cup were daily becoming thinner and more transparent and the little
body was growing frailer and frailer. The man despised himself for his utter
help 1 essness. If Betty had only lived — but with a muttered sob he dashed the
hot tears from his eyes and almost savagely snatched the cup from Ted's lips.
When he returned to the bed again he was all tenderness and love.
"Teddy," he said after a while, "I think we'll have to leave this part of the
country and seek our fortunes elsewhere."
"But, daddy," the blue eyes grew troubled, "where can we go?"
"Anywhere," roughly, "only I want you to get strong again. You must get
well, son. Why, if daddy lost you he'd go wild."
Ted smiled happily. "Oh ! I'll get well soon, daddy, cause I'm going to
grow up to be a big man like you are. How can we go, daddy, you have no
For a moment Gordon hesitated. It was only too true, he had no horse.
He had been obliged to sell Pinto, a superb broncho, rather than let her die of
thirst. Of late, things had gone hard with Jack Gordon. A year ago. his wife,
a pretty little Eastern society girl, had died, leaving him the care of their baby.
For awhile Gordon had been too dazed with grief and despair to realize his
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responsibility. Soon after his wife's death, the Eastern bank in which all his
money had been invested, had failed, leaving him absolutely penniless. One
night his son's sobbing touched his heart strings and awakened him to his sense
of duty. The next day he went to work. Up to a month ago he had been fore-
man of the Comet ranch. One day because he refused to do something which
he had considered wrong, he had lost his position. Since then he and Ted had
taken up their abode in the little cabin. Soon Ted began to complain of a pain
in his side. Gordon had called in a doctor who had put the child to bed and
given him a tonic. He frankly confessed he did not understand the child's case,
but Gordon did. He knew the child was thirsting to death. Often in the night
Ted would whimper for his mother, and Gordon, hearing, would painfully stifle
that same cry in his own heart.
As he sat talking to the boy, a thought scarcely taken shape entered his
brain. Through a dream he heard the baby say haltingly, "You wouldn't steal
a horse, would you, daddy?"
Gordon recovered himself with a start and replied, "Of course I wouldn't,
son. Now suppose you try to go to sleep."
Obediently the little fellow raised his lips for the usual kiss and then shut
his eyes. The man softly made his way to the door and seated himself on the
step. Not a breath of air seemed to be stirring and the moon shone down from
a cloudless sky. Gordon fanned himself with his hat and pushed the short,
close-cropped hair from his forehead. Oh ! if he could only decide what to do.
There was but one way to save Ted's life, and that was to reach the mountains,
where the fresh air and plenty of water might bring back his strength. He
himself was young, yet scarcely twenty-eight, and though life held nothing more
than Ted for him, he would work and educate his son. Perhaps he could send
him to Wolderness, and who knew but Ted might yet become a Sigma Psi man.
In that instant Gordon became again the college man and lived over his school
days. He shook himself and arose to his feet, replacing his hat. If he only
hadn't sold Pinto, Pinto who could run like the wind. Still, he could have the
horse if he wished to. Wentworth kept her with the other horses in the corral —
and it would be an easy thing to take her, but no! Gordon had yet to steal
anything from any man, how could he have thought of such a thing? He, Jack
Gordon, a Sigma Psi man who was afraid to look no man in the eyes. Then a
face came before him in the moonlight, a girl's sweet face with eyes like Ted's
and he seemed to hear a voice say faintly, "I know you'll take good care of Ted,
Jack." Was it good care to let him die? Gordon set his lips grimly and re-
entered the house. The even breathing of Ted told him the child was asleep.
Securing his gun and a stout rope, he went out into the night.
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When he reached the corral, night was almost gone and heavy grey clouds
obscured the moonlight. Silently he made his way to Pinto, who stood at one
side browsing on the occasional tufts of grass. At his approach, instead of
running away, she neighed softly and waited. Gordon threw his arm about her
neck and buried his face in her thick, glossy mane. Something within him seemed
to give way. He couldn't steal his own horse. What if Betty looking down on
him from among the stars should see him and be ashamed? And Ted, Ted with
his worshipful eyes and utmost confidence, "You wouldn't steal a horse, would
Just as Gordon was about to steal away, he felt himself jerked roughly
backwards. "Come along," said a grim voice close to his ear, "We'll put you
where you can't steal horses."
With a burly cow-puncher on each side of him, Gordon knew it was useless
to resist. As they were nearing the house, he heard some one say, "Bring him
right into the library, boys."
Unceremoniously they dragged their prisoner up to the veranda and then
through the low open window. When they released him, the light blinded his
eyes and he flung his arm upward to protect them. Wentworth standing by
the table, mistook the gesture.
Oh! you needn't be afraid of any violence from us," he said insolently, "the
law deals with horse- thieves." Gordon drew back into the shadows. He was
glad his hat shadowed his face; he did not care to be recognized.
"I am not afraid," he said coldly. Wentworth laughed grimly.
"That's what they all say. I've been losing horses for the past six weeks,
and now I know where to lay the blame. Jones," turning to one of his men,
"Suppose you go for the sheriff; I'll hold the prisoner."
"Martin went as soon as we were sure of him," replied the man, nodding in
Gordon's direction. The prisoner maintained a proud silence, and to see the
cool, indifferent look on his rather handsome face, one could never guess the
painful thoughts which flashed through his brain. Poor little Ted, what would
become of him? There would be no one to respond to his cheerful "Morning,
daddy" or to hold him and soothe him when his pain grew unbearable. It
seemed incredible to Gordon that life could be so harsh. He would make one
desperate plea: —
"Wentworth, I wasn't stealing — ," but the words refused to come; he could
not beg from any man. As for Wentworth, he remained silent, furtively scanning
his captive. Who could he be? He did not look like the ordinary cow puncher.
Something about the ease and grace of his bearing suggested culture and refine-
ment. Wentworth's speculations were cut short by the arrival of the sheriff. As
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he stalked into the room, Gordon sized him up with brooding eyes. He'd make
one last effort for freedom. With a bound he sprang past the sheriff and out
of the door, into the arms of two of the sheriff's men. Desperately he tried to
free himself but they were too much for him, and struggling and resisting, they
dragged him back. In the scuffle with the sheriff that followed, Wentworth's
eyes caught the glint of a diamond-shaped patch of gold on Gordon's shirt. He
recognized it only too well. It was the Sigma Psi pin. Fascinated, he continued
to look at it, then his eyes searched the face of the horse thief. During the
struggle Gordon's hat had been knocked off and a tiny scar, triangular and livid,
showed plainly just above his left temple. It was such a scar as might have been
made by a spiked shoe. Wentworth's eyes saw this scar, then he glanced down
again at the pin. Disconnected phrases passed through his brain. "Gordon has
met with adversity" and "we're all brothers as long as we wear the Sigma Psi
"Wait a minute," he said to the sheriff, who was preparing to leave, "I'd
like to speak to the prisoner." Then he turned to Jack, "I saw your pin, and
pardon the curiosity, but where did you get it?"
Gordon was about to reply insolently when he saw the pin on Wentworth's
coat ; instead he flushed darkly and turned away his head.
"I am a Sigma Psi man."
"Oh!" sarcastically, "then you've forgotten what it stands for?"
"No," Gordon swung round, "I haven't forgotten." Then, sullenly, "Why
are you keeping me?'"
"Because I think it may be possible for you to explain your questionable
"I have no explanation to make."
"Boys," Wentworth turned to the sheriff and his men, "go outside on the
veranda and you will find some refreshment. If I need you, I'll call you."
"Well," he demanded as he and Gordon were alone, "perhaps now you can
Gordon wiped the blood from his wrist before replying. "I suppose yon
can guess who I am?"
Wentworth's lips formed the question which was also visible in his eyes,
"You are Gordon?"
"Yes, Jack Gordon, Wolderness '04, and once president of the Alpha Chap-
ter of the Sigma Psi. I'm afraid I was never very popular with the boys. I
guess it was due to my pride, which has cost me a lot, not only in school but out
here in the West, but," with a careless shrug of his shoulders, "I can't help it, it
is in my blood. My life in the West hasn't been all sunshine, the way yours has,
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"That's no excuse for horse-stealing."
"Go ahead, rub it in, I deserve it, but if you knew what tempted me you'd
be reasonable. I've a boy, a mere baby, up in that old cabin near the Comet
Ranch and he is dying by degrees from thirst. That boy's my very heart and
soul, my life, and I am going mad seeing him die and not being able to save him.
I was forced to sell my horse to your foreman last week, for I had no water to
give her. Tonight the boy was worse and I could not stand it. Pinto could have
taken us to a better place."
"I did not know you were married — and your wife?"
Gordon's lips twitched. "She died last year."
It had been many years since Wentworth had shed tears, but quick, sym-
pathetic ones sprang to the surface now.
"Where are you working?"
"I haven't been working for a month; before that I was foreman of the
Comet Ranch," Gordon was plainly growing impatient under these questions.
"Did Rowlins fire you?"
"He wanted me to spy on one of his men but I couldn't do it, so he told me
he didn't need me any more. That's all there is to be said. You had better call
Wentworth walked to the door. There was a rustle of crisp bills, then —
"You may go, boys, I don't need you."
When he returned he found Gordon standing before the fire and his Sigma
Psi pin lying on the table. "You can send my pin back to President Gray in the
morning and tell him I'm not fit to wear it."
"Come, come, Gordon," Wentworth tried hard to make his voice steady.
"My foreman is going to leave me the first of the month. The wages are good
and I have an excellent housekeeper who would take good care of your son.
Come, what do you say?"
"Do you mean it?" — grey eyes looked long into brown ones.
"Mean it !" Billy's voice rang out boyishly as he thrust Jack's pin back into
his hand. "You bet I do and say, Gordon, you really weren't going to steal that
horse, were you?"
"On my honor, Wentworth, I wasn't. I couldn't bring myself to take her."
As he was about to leave on Pinto, who had been saddled and brought round to
the door, Gordon crossed the room and laid his hand on Wentwbrth's shoulder,
"and to think Ted's life should be saved at the sign of the Sigma Psi." Si-
lently the men clasped hands and even as they did so, raindrops beat against
the window-pane and each drop seemed to say as it pattered on the roof, "We're
all brothers as long as we wear the Sigma Psi pin."
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Hmong ©ur Song Birbs
MARJORIE BEELER.— A rather large bird of the "presidentus suffra-
gettarum" species, commonly known as "Marg." It inhabits Nebraska during
the summer months and spends its winters in Auburndale. The nest is placed in-
Tin Can Alley and the favorite call is "Don't be so familiar."
ELIZABETH BRANDOW — Commonly called "Beth." A long, slender
bird, belonging to the "angelicus" species, having abundant dark plumage. It
is a frequent inhabitant of the practici roomae and is a lover of peace, ft has
a soft, sweet note and builds its nest with Shinny Bird in Seniorous Domus.
JOSEPHINE EGERTON.— Commonly called "Joe." It is of the "jolly
good fellowi" species; was formerly an inhabitant of Minnesota, but is now to
be seen singing in the fields of Auburndale. This bird is known by its call
which cannot be imitated.
LILLIAN LANE.^Commonly called "Lil." It is of the "politus" species,
an inhabitant of Utah but may be perceived in any western state in the summer.
Its call is very sweet and is often punctuated by small notes as "Chet! Chet!"
The nest of this bird can be seen in a Karandon Bush.
GRACE LINDSAY. — It is of the "giggleus" species, being a small bird with
fluffy auburn feathers, known by its call, "Te He! Te He!", uttered at frequent
FLORENCE MYERS.— It is of the "able to do anythingus" species, a
jolly bird and is always busy. May be perceived anywhere in Auburndale. The
song is sweet and is heard frequently; always where mischief is. The nesting
place during the winter is made in the "Alley."
HILDA MacDO'NALD. — A pretty bird of Mexico. It is a busy bird of
the "useless questionengous" species, with a very light fluffy plumage. The
call is, "Why! How! When!" with a questioning inflexion of the notes. The
nesting place is the Carter Tree.
MARION SHIN N— Commonly called "Shinny." It is of the "amusingus
conversation" species. A small bird but is always sure to let you know its
whereabouts by its very sweet note, almost human.
HELEN SCOTT.— Commonly called "Scotty." It is of the "never sit
stillus" species. A small bird with rather light plumage and a frequent inhab-
itant of Texas. The most striking characteristic is the short feathers falling
over the upper head to the eyes. Its call is sweet and clear.
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(Dedicated to Mrs. Martin's Work.)
There's a teacher at Lasell
Whose mind is broad, whose courage high ;
She's the one who ever starts our days so well ;
Her new thought in word and action
Makes the commonplace sublime,
She's a great and cheering spirit at Lasell.
Cheer, cheer, cheer for the glorious work that
Lifts us out of petty self,
And with steady will compels
Our latent powers to excel
In an atmosphere of truth and love and health.
In each living moment's measure
We are taught to think and feel
An eternity of power and pleasure near ;
With our hearts uplifted high.
Radiant face and sparkling eye,
All harmonies of the universe are here.
'Wake, 'wake, 'wake, in soul and body !
We are ready for the day;
Thus our thinking makes our future,
And our work as glad as play.
And with all our quickened power cheers the way.
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Aesthetic Dancing — An innovation for the development of grace in our
Seniors; incidentally those others who are fortunate enough to have gym on
Friday afternoon ; productive of fear that our beloved Seniors may become so
graceful that they will flit away from! us too soon, as the leaves of autumn blown
by the Zephyrs.
Appetite — The first acquisition of a girl after entering Lasell.
Angel Row — A corridor in Cushman Hall noted for the beauty and va-
riety of the angels (?) inhabiting it; movable as to place. This year some
suggest that Miss Wool-ridge's corridor might be so named.
Band — A hair and ear decoration; when its latter function becomes too
prominent the wearer is usually forced to change it.
Birthday-box — A wooden box Which in some schools attains immense
proportions. It is sent from home filled with all sorts of goodies; special ap-
plication — in Lasell it refers to a box of chocolates, with the compliments of
Class Meeting — A select assembly of sputterers in which each one knows
just the thing which wi 1 l make for class fame and glory; and in which there is
much groaning and gnashing of teeth on the non-acceptance of each one's pet
hobby; — synonym — common occurrence when applied to Seniors and Juniors.
Dreams — These are of several varieties at Lasell; there are those which
fond young damsels dream of home and mother fair; there are those which
fond young supies eat, and ride the dread nightmare. (The latter are made of
cheese and are found principally at Pickard.)
Ease — A state of being of which Allerlei officers know nothing.
Extension of Lights — Those awful nights when work piles up so, and
it is so hard to make one's corridor teacher believe it. Among the Seniors, it
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means signing up twice a month to study around the table all alone in the cold,
dark hours of the night ; they say there are even times when it means staying
home from Boston next day to make up sleep.
Fruit-Cake — The delicious, long looked for article of diet which never
comes ; the one way of having it is to bring it with you from home.
Gown — A dress which has reached that degree of hobbling or other adorn-
ment, that not only you but your friends enjoy wearing it.
Hospital — The place we all fight shy of, because, perhaps we love our
room-mates so. It has been said by those who have been there that it is far
from being the dread place our fancy has pictured it. Syn. — "61".
Hot-Dogs — A variety of the genus canine, having neither feet, head nor
tail, used as an article of sustenance.
Indisposed — That indefinite, yet serious, illness with which some of us
are afflicted Sunday morning.
Juniors — The most sought after class in school; sought after by girls
classifying, by Seniors for supes, by Sophomores for overalls and by Freshmen
Kimono — A flowing robe of many colors whose brilliant hues are oft-times
dulled by much usage.
Lecture — A bi-weekly occurrence; on Thursday evening it means salad
for dinner, everyone dressed particularly well, and a chance to sit next one's
"crush" from 7:45 until 9 or even 9:30, unless one chance to be in love with a
Senior. On Saturday afternoon it 'means that one can not start for either
Boston, Wellesley or Waltham until 2:30.
Mousse — A form of ice-cream which makes a sound when you cut it.
Monday — The day for catching up one's lessons (maybe) ; for young men
callers (sometimes) ; for a trip to Boston (twice a term) ; and for cleaning
one's room (always?).
Name-Tape — A necessity of life. (So defined by Mrs. Hilbourn.)
Opera — A musical diversion for which we are all clamorous the first of
year; this enthusiasm recedes when we are "drawn" just the evening of an ex-
citing center-ball game.
Pickard — The Mecca of all Lasell girls.
Practice-Period — A work, labor or toil. It is like bread in that it is
often cut. Miss Hotchkiss is the avenging goddess who sees to the just retri-
bution of culprits in this matter.
Quick — The sort of motions we make when we get up at 7:25.
Radiator — A musical instrument placed in each room at Lasell, which
has a sort of humming or buzzing sound. Some declare that this instrument
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also radiates heat, but on these cold Eastern mornings it is a fact hard to believe.
Restriction List — The newest and worst torture of a school-girl's inqui-
sition. The one question now asked is, "Are you on the Restriction List?" or
"Am I ?" all with bated breath. Then in anxious or angry tones when the an-
swer is in the affirmative, "What have I done?"
Strong-Box — An article, which is supposed to be used for jewels and
trunk keys, especially precious to a Senior, but of which a Junior is very fond
just before time to take caps and gowns.
Supe — Once the most necessary appendage to a Senior, with various duties
such as bed-making and cleaning; now she approaches and expensive luxury.
It has been said, however, that she is 1 as beloved by the aforesaid Senior as in the
old days when she was a necessity.
Sweater — A garment worn on almost every occasion, especially to break-
fast when time is limited. It is worn in almost every sort of weather, and is
strenuously objected to by Mrs. Martin as failing to preserve the lines of grace.
Tacks — The tabooed article, both for diet and for wall decoration.
Undergraduate — The scum of the earth. (So defined by the Seniors.)
Voting Contest — An unceremonious comparing of notes on the school
Walking Card — A big placard put up in each corridor on which we would
record the time we walk, if we could only remember.
Wellesley — A village near Auburndale, much visited by Lasell girls,
possibly because it is such a center of learning.
X-Y-Z — A young female, the unknown quantity, whom Miss Witherbee so
The Optimist :
The Pessimist :
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I i V Wi ^ A ""^ <• * .* X a' -
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Slams anb Bangs
F you can't laugh at the jokes of the age,
Just laugh at the age of the jokes."
A. Merrill (discussing medicine at table), "Have you evei
G. Bettcher: "No, what color is it?"
Miss Witherbee: "Principal parts of think are ?"
A. Adelsdorf (hesitatingly) : "Think, . . . thank . . . . "
M. P. W. : "The participle is gethunken, I suppose !"
Winnie had a hobble skirt ;
'Twas tied round with a bow.
And everywhere that Winnie went,
She simply could not go.
Miss Potter (to Florence Jones in Chapel) : "Anyone absent in your line.
F. J. : "No, thank you."
Madee Simes (at table) : "Whv. fust think, girls, there was Caruso eating
a sandwich right out loud in Rector's!"
E. Heubner (much excited over wine home Xmas) : "Yes, when we gel
to Buffalo, they're going to back us right into the falls."
One Soph to another, who had been absent for the past week: "Well, how
do you feel after your illness?"
Other, politely : "Quite myself again, thank you."
First Soph: "Oh, dear, how unfortunate!"
Miss Potter (Junior Bible) : "Miss Graham, can you tell us something
pathetic that happened to John the Baptist after he was beheaded?"
R. Graham: "Didn't he smile after he was beheaded?"
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Overheard in Library : "How do you spell the roll you eat ; is it r-o-a-1
Why should watermelon be a good name for the Leaves? Because its in-
sides are really red.
Miss Chapman: "Meaning of rusticity f
D. Dean : "Growing old and getting rusty."
Of what flour is aviation bread made ? Graham and White.
Miss Potter: "Florence Myers' nickname should not be 'Flossie', but
Flossie-phy." We wonder why?
Wouldn't you smile to see — ■
May Beardsley without a crush?
May Martincourt without a rat?
Elsie Fies working?
Grace Harvey with sleeves in her dress?
Carter Hall minus "Kaufhe"?
Elizabeth Edson not studying?
Winifred Whittlesey without her beauty book?
Peggv Clark without her curling iron?
Grace Alexander without a grouch?
Dot Beacon and To Edgerton being quiet?
Bess Brown not at study hall ?
Doris Powers not writing letters?
Helen Sayre not talking to a teacher?
"Shinny" and "Micky" acting dignified?
Marion Joslin staying away from practice kitchen ?
Margaret Jones not giggling?
Gladys Lawton without a pencil in her hair?
Florence Jones not eating?
Wanted — A telephone in every room.
Wanted — A chute from window in gym to dining-room, for use of Carter
Wanted — The art of saying something, not talking. — Sophomore Class.
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